naughty cat stories!

[deliasmithy]

Post your naughty cat stories here!

I'll start:
I came home just now to find all the drawers in my chest of drawers open and loud rustling from under the bed. In my absence tomkitten found the stash of Dreamies and helped himself to 55 servings. That's about 400 Dreamies.

400 ????? Good Lord.

Many many years ago.

My Uncle George (Who was living with us at Xmas and looking after Firstboy while we went to visit my maternal grandmother.)

Uncle George - 'Well you could have left me the rest of the turkey to eat!'

My mom - 'But I did! It was on the kitchen side............'

Long silence.

That had been a 24 lb turkey with one meal out of it.

When I was a child my parents were mystified how the dogs ( daffy red setters) were managing to steal food that was left cooling/defrosting on the back of the very deep kitchen work surfaces.

One day mum made a flan that had a custardy base requiring cooling before adding fruit. She left it pushed right in the corner covered with a tea towel.

I heard the yell of "bloody cat" just after we had returned & she showed me the remnants of the meat she'd left out for the dogs tea & a perfect imprint of cat paws across the flan.

They'd been working as a team, cat having her fill of whatever was out the pushing it down on to the floor for her doggy chums!!

Opened chests of drawers is a classic with my cat - the longer I am gone, the more of them I find opened when I get back

This website is absolutely hillarious for naughty cat stories btw!

Our sweet little lady kitty gave my dh's testicles a nice one/two punch as he was crouched over the bath tub..

I think they were both shocked! He shouted and she came careening out of the bathroom like sixty!
Our felines all line up to watch us in the act of luuuurve..I feel they are judging me..

Ours is banned during that, he stood on the pillow once with a "what ya doing?" Look on his face.

Pretty sure society in general would disapprove of him being actually in bed with us.

I had a large net sack of Babybel in the kitchen. Got back home one evening to find that Oneago (who adored cheese) had removed it up to the bedroom.

That would be the bedroom with the pale beige carpet.

Which - when I went in the room was studded everywhere with red wax.

I never bought Babybel again.

Marking place

Will add mime later

Love this thread already and I've just spent bloody ages laughing at the pics on that link!!
Mine wind each other up chronically. If Millie hears Scabbers coming down the stairs she looks at me as if to say "watch this" then crouches down, wiggles her bum in anticipation then pounces! Cue tearing around the place, rolling around like nutcases...

He's just as bad though. Millie is a tortie with a black tail with a white dot on the tip. Can he watch it waving around and just leave it alone? No he can not.

Oh and I've lost several tasty bits of meat, cooked and uncooked when I've foolishly left them alone for five seconds.

thanks for the link to that website, it's so funny!

Love that website. Ours loves to shove her bum in your face when watching telly. Never at any other time.

I went in the shower the other day and felt something watching me. I looked up and it was the cat, sitting on top of the sliding door mechanism staring at me intently.

I had to do a flip chart presentation for an interview a few years ago. I left it on the floor after working on it all night. I came downstairs the next morning to find my cat's head poking out through a giant hole in the middle of it. i had to re-do it all.

Mine cleared off the top shelf of the bookcase and hissed and smacked my hand away when I went to remove her.

I can currently hear one of my cats outside fighting with next doors cat they fight at the same time every night
I tried to stop them once , I still have the scars .

Most memorable is my cat RaRa , my dsis (12 yo) came round after school with some Scones she had made , she left them in her bag & RaRa stole all of them one by one

My cat when I was a kid used to do the tag team get at things on the counter with the dog.

Misty had been found in the wardrobe on top of the hangers!

I once went to get a pair of socks out of my bottom drawer, it had been left slightly open, it was dark outside and my bedside lamp wasn't very bright. I pushed my hands into a nice warm fur.

Misty is also not allowed in the kitchen, she knows this, but unless the door is firmly shut she gets in.

Sparkling Cat is quite sensible on the whole. Except if she jumps out of the bathroom window onto the roof she can't get down.
She knows that, and yet at least once a week she does it.

I have to stand on the stepladders holding the laundry basket so she can jump into it and I bring her down. Every single time.

Catfink isn't the smartest cat (though very very sweet and tolerant) so he tends to do silly rather than naughty things (getting stuck up trees, lost in the next street and crying to be rescued, falling into the bath when trying to fish for my toes.)

His mother, though, was a different proposition. When we went away overnight (leaving food and clean litter) she would express her annoyance by waiting until we got back then pooing in a corner of the bathroom - always the same corner, always within a few minutes of our return. Except for the time she peed in my open handbag instead.

this is more evil genius than naughty, but my cat bought home a mouse the other week and rather than killing and eating it decided to drop it in the pond then sit and watch as it desperately tried not to drown!!

she also regularly helps herself to the wet food sachets from inside a closed cupboard and proceeds to eat them through the foil wrapper. messy!

sparkling, look at it another way, if she gets on the roof mommy gets the ladders out and you play jumping into the basket.

That's true Fluffy what a fab game. Her cries are pitiful every single time. DH reckons she could actually get down herself if she thought about it, or even back into the bathroom window. But that's no fun is it?

NobCat once came in with a mouse, we threw him
And the mouse out, and blocked up the cat flap until he dropped the mouse (our back door is glass, we can see if he has a mouse).
He tried the blocked cat flap a few times, but it only opened maybe an inch, if that. A few minutes later he was back at the door, sans mouse, so we let him back in. He then goes to the cat flap and retrieves the mouse he stashed in the lip of the car flap after we'd chucked him out.

Yesterday I was sewing softblocks (like pointe shoes but without the shank that allows you to go en pointe) ready for starting a 5-day ballet intensive this morning. Left room (& shoes) to use loo & came back in to discover blond!cat carefully picking up the shoe I'd just done then delightedly rolling about on my bed with it & hugging it. I stepped in when his attempts to help soften the box moved on to chewing it. And I'd thought all I had to worry about was the fact pointe shoe ribbons are apparently irresistible to my moglets, even when tucked into/wrapped round the shoes!

ErrorCat steals sandwiches, or more specifically, the filling out of the sandwich, leaving you biting into two bits of dry bread.

I came home once to find her digging for gold in my knicker drawer.

I've also found a huge heap of toilet roll piled up on the bathroom floor, still attached to the holder, with claw marks in it where she's using it as some sort of scratchpost/vertical treadmill!